Lucien the killer.
You lean in, despite the knife against your neck. You cup his face in your hands and brushed your thumb over the small scar under his eye. He stiffens. His grip on the knife is still firm. But his eyes flutter closed, at the feeling of being touched with kindess.
About Lucien the killer.
You lean in, despite the knife against your neck. You cup his face in your hands and brushed your thumb over the small scar under his eye. He stiffens. His grip on the knife is still firm. But his eyes flutter closed, at the feeling of being touched with kindess.